Disclaimer: While I
just bought the last installment of the Battlestar Galactica series
(4.5), I don't own anything other than box sets.

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A/N: Taken from the
miniseries, when Kara finds out that Lee is still alive. Just a
rewrite/add-on of the scene.

As always, please
read and review, I live for feedback!

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"Hey," the voice
called softly.

She froze for a
moment, thinking she'd finally snapped and was now hearing
dead-people voices. But, when she looked up and she saw him standing
there, smiling and very much alive.

She pulled herself
out from under the viper she was working on, accepting the hand he
offered to help her up.

Her eyes were still
wide with disbelief as she stood upright, her hand still held in his
and she let out a ragged breath.

"I thought you
were dead," she confessed.

He held her gaze,
still grinning as he said, "Well, I thought you were in hack."

She chuckled
breathily at that, breaking contact and tucking her hands behind her
back.

"It's good to be
wrong." She could actually feel her heart beginning to
repair itself.

"Well, you should
be used to it by now," he told her.

Gods, how she had
missed this. The light banter, the jokes and the teasing. She'd
missed him.

"Everyone has a
skill," she replied.

He smiled wider at
that, but then the moment changed … the air seemed charged as they
both realized how miraculous it was that they were both alive, and
able to see each other again.

His bright eyes
seared deep into hers, his mouth clenched to stop himself from saying
something stupid.

Neither knew what to
say as they just stood there standing less than a foot apart, staring
at one another, but it was finally over when Lee broke eye contact.

"So, how … how
go the repairs?"

She shrugged
stiffly, relieved to move on from the awkward situation. "On track.
Another hour and she'll be ready to launch."

She shifted her feet
uncertainly. "So, I guess you're the new CAG now?"

"Yeah, that's
what they tell me," he answered.

"That's good.
It's the last thing I want. Another big-enough dipstick for the
job."

He looked almost
affronted, but his expression slowly changed to impressed amusement,
and she smiled her Starbuck smile.

There was another
moment of silence, and Kara was worried, but Lee spoke, I'll be in
the squadron …" his eyes lingered below her collarbone for a few
seconds, "ready room."

Oh, my Gods, but
I do believe he just checked me out.

She thought about
calling him on it, but chose another approach.

"Hey, does your
father know you're still breathing?"

He looked annoyed
for a moment, then replied, "I'll let him know."

She watched him go,
trying to talk herself out of doing something stupid. That never
worked, so she called Cally over to take over her repairs, and made
her way to the squadron ready room.

It was empty, save
for one person, and she sealed the door behind her. Lee looked up at
her entrance, sighing. "I said I'd talk to him, Kara."

"Not why I'm
here, Lee," she told him.

He put down the
papers he'd been pretending to look over and walked up to her,
coming to a stop with inches between them.

"Then why are you
here?"

She wetted her lips,
trying to find the words, but nothing came to her. She stared into
his eyes and it was as though that was all that needed to be said,
because the next second he had her wrapped up in his arms, and was
kissing her like there was no tomorrow.

A lone tear slipped
from her eye but he kissed it away, his fingers burning a path
everywhere they touched.

Whenever she'd
thought of any kind of relationship with Lee Adama, she'd always
assumed she would feel guilty as hell. But the last thing on her mind
was Zak Adama, because Lee had her up against the wall and she
couldn't think straight, let alone dwell on the past.

Their lovemaking was
quick but satisfying, and both walked away with smiles on their faces
– despite the impending doom of their current situation – knowing
it wouldn't be the last time.

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The end for now.

Short. One of my
shortest, but I have a longer one in mind.

Hope you liked it,
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much more appreciated.

Until next time …!

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